Quotes About Detective

Good-night, Mister Sherlock Holmes.

Arthur Conan Doyle

Arthur Conan Doyle

It would be superfluous to drive us mad, my dear Watson

said Sherlock Holmes, turning upon his heel. 'I hope before very long to be able to introduce you to the pair of them. A word with you, Watson.' He led me out to the head of the stair.

Dr. Watson, Mr. Sherlock Holmes,' said Stamford, introducing us.

What do you wish to draw my attention to? To the curious incident of the dog in the night-time. The dog did nothing in the night-time. That was the curious incident, remarked Sherlock Holmes.

Arthur Conan Doyle

Arthur Conan Doyle

Holmes glanced at me and raised his eyebrows sardonically. "With two such men as yourself and Lestrade upon the ground, there will not be much for a third party to find out," he said.

That seems to show that somebody knows more than we do upon the moor

Holmes glanced at me and raised his eyebrows sardonically. With two such men as yourself and Lestrade upon the ground, there will not be much for a third party to find out, he said.

You are the stormy petrel of crime, Watson.

When I encountered these haunting words from Franz Kafka, I realized exactly why this light sermon about the search for God had struck such a nerve: Everyday life is the greatest detective story ever written. Every second, without noticing, we pass by thousands of corpses and crimes. That's the routine of our lives.

He called Alex Shimoff, a Hollenbeck detective with serious artistic talent whom he'd used before. When Shimoff's cell and home lines didn't pick up, he left a message and tried Petra Connor at Hollywood Division. Same story.

Jonathan Kellerman

and had been observed entering and exiting one of Larue's current

Jonathan Kellerman

Donald Trump of the crime scene," I said.

Jonathan Kellerman

I'd been trained in the art of psychotherapy, the excavation of the past as a means of untangling the present and rendering it livable. It's detective work, of sorts, crouching stealthily in the blind alleys of the unconscious. (179)

It all came back to something I'd figured out once about the detective business. There were two ways to go along: underground or on top. I never found out which was best. Underground you had the element of surprise on your side, but it was harder to move around. On top you went everywhere, taking cracks at everybody, and everybody taking cracks at you. You had to be tough to play it that way. Well, I was tough.

Poirot?' Amelia held up the dog, a jet black ball of fur with a pointed muzzle. 'My little Belgian Schipperke, Poirot.' On cue, the dog yapped at him. He laughed. 'Does Agatha know that you've named him after her detective?' 'Of course she does, and she thinks it a positive hoot.

Johnson ambled over. "Took you sweet time getting here, Malone." "kiss mine, Johnson." The other detective grinned. "No thanks, I've got standards." Quentin hooted at that. The other detective had notoriously bad taste in women.